“I was so focused on getting out without being seen. I didn’t take a picture of the last duck.” He shrugged, grinning. “Don’t stress. I took one while I was hiding.” He pulled out his phone and showed me the zoomed in shot of me crouching in the center of the chandelier with a little red duck beside me. “If we don’t win this challenge, Spark, I’m calling it rigged.” I smiled, because I was as confident as him. No way would anyone beat our ducks. “This was…fun,” I admitted reluctantly. “Thanks for inviting me.” Carter snatched up my hand and pressed a kiss to my knuckles. “The pleasure was
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